Sangh Parivar

Lord Ram surveyed the Ram Setu and said “Hanuman,
how diligently and strenuously you and your vanar sena had built this
bridge several centuries back. It is remarkable that it has withstood
the ravages of the climatic and geographical changes over centuries. It
is indeed an amazing feat especially considering the fact that a bridge
at Hyderabad built by Gammon using latest technology collapsed the
other day even before they could stick the posters on its pillars.”

Hanuman with all humility spoke “Jai Sri Ram, it is all because of
your grace. We just scribbled your name on the bricks and threw them in
the sea and they held. No steel from TISCO or cement from Ambuja or ACC
was ever used. But Lord, why rake up the old issue now.”

Ram spoke “Well, Hanuman some people down there want to demolish the
bridge and construct a canal. The contract involves lot of money and
lot of money will be made. They will make money on demolition and make
more money on construction.”

Hanuman humbly bowed down and said, “Why not we go down and present our case”

Ram said, “Times have changed since we were down there. They will
ask us to submit age proof and we don’t have either a birth certificate
or school-leaving certificate. I studied in a gurukulam and did not
bother for certificates, my apprenticeship under the great sages was
nice but they didnt give me any experiance certificates either. Even my
archery skills did not get me any medals but only a wife. We traveled
mainly on foot and some times in bullock carts and so we don’t have a
driving license either. As far as the address proof is concerned the
fact that I was born at Ayodhya is itself under litigation for over
half a century, if I go in a traditional attire with bow and arrow, the
ordinary folks may recognize me, and the cops make get me in an
encounter or put me behind bars under some anti terrorism act, maybe
Arjun Singh may take me to be some tribal and, at the most, offer a
seat at IIT under the reserved category. Also, a God cannot walk in
dressed in a three-piece suit and announce his arrival. It would make
even the devotees suspicious. So it is dilemma so to say.”

“I can vouch for you by saying that I personally built the bridge.”

“My dear, Anjani putra, it will not work. They will ask you to
produce the layout plan, the project details, including financial
outlay and how the project cost was met and the completion certificate.
Nothing is accepted without documentary evidence in India. You and
vibishana are two of the eight immortals in this world, how can you
prove you are still alive. You may cough but unless a doctor certifies
it, you have no cough. A pensioner may present himself personally but
the authorities do not take it as proof. He has to produce a
life-certificate to prove that he is alive. It is that complicated.”

“Lord, I can’t understand these historians. Over the years you have
given darshan once every hundred years to saints like Surdas, Tulsidas,
Saint Thyagaraja, Jayadeva, Bhadrachala Ramdas and even Sant Tukaram
and still they disbelieve your existence and say Ramayana is a myth.
The only option, I see, is to re-enact Ramayana on earth and set the
government records straight once for all.”

Lord smiled “It isn’t that easy today. Ravan is apprehensive
that he may look like a saint in front of Karunanidhi. I also spoke to
his mama Mareecha, who appeared as a golden deer to tempt Sita maiyya
when I was in the forest and he said that he won’t take a chance of
stepping on earth as long as Salman Khan is around.”

Note : Credits goes to the orginal unknown author! Jai shree ram!